In the fifth year of my marriage to Asher, it was revealed that he had been maintaining a relationship with a girl hidden away in a hotel, and the news spread everywhere. To protect her from being branded as the “mistress,” Asher approached me with divorce papers, saying, “Mr. Johnson once helped me, and before he died, he asked me to look after Adeline. Now that this has come out, I can’t just walk away.” Over the years, Adeline had always been Asher’s priority. In my previous life, when I heard these words, I was devastated and refused the divorce, which eventually led to severe depression. Asher dismissed my condition as an act, based on Adeline’s comment that “My sister doesn’t look sick.” He set me up for infidelity and directly filed for divorce. It was then that I realized I couldn’t compete with a deep-seated debt of gratitude, leading me to end my life in despair. But when I opened my eyes again, I signed the divorce papers without hesitation. 1 “Cora, after all this blows over, can we get back together?” While sitting on a stone bench in the villa’s courtyard, lost in thought, Ezra approached me with Adeline. Just three hours earlier, Adeline had been caught by paparazzi as possibly being Ezra’s lover, causing the entire internet to dig into her past and label her as the intruder who wrecked my happy marriage with Ezra. Ezra’s image as the devoted husband fell apart, and the stock of Ezra Corporation began to fluctuate. In my past life, when Ezra came to me with divorce papers, I was furious and destroyed the roses he had planted for me in the garden, hysterically questioning his relationship with Adeline. She was merely the daughter of a mentor, and there were countless ways to resolve the situation. Yet he chose to sacrifice me, simply to prevent Adeline’s depression from worsening. What Ezra didn’t know was that during the trending topic period, I was also diagnosed with moderate depression. “Cora,” Ezra called out again, pulling me back from my reverie. I lowered my gaze to the divorce papers on the stone table. He knelt on one knee beside me, his deep eyes meeting mine, his warm palm enveloping my hand. His tone was persuasive. “Cora, do it for me, okay?” “We’ll tell everyone that our marriage has been over for a year and that we’ve been planning to divorce, but just hadn’t found the right time.” I remained silent, and behind him, Adeline, in a white dress with Ezra’s jacket draped over her shoulders, looked pale and teary-eyed. “Sister Cora, please help me, won’t you?” “My mother took her own life due to cyberbullying and depression. I don’t want to go down the same path. Sister, I’m begging you…” Just as she was about to kneel, Ezra quickly stood up, supporting her and protectively holding her close. His face darkened as he softly reprimanded, “What are you doing?” Adeline choked back a sob, her voice frail and tearful, then lowered her tear-filled eyes. “I… I just want my sister to feel better.” Ezra’s brow immediately furrowed with impatience, and he looked at me, the tenderness in his eyes completely gone. “Cora, I’m not here to negotiate.” “I’ve already made up my mind, and if you don’t want to divorce, don’t blame me—” I calmly met his gaze, and his words stopped abruptly. But I knew what he wanted to say. He wanted to say, “Cora, you know what I’m capable of. I have countless ways to make you sign.” “If it comes to a divorce lawsuit, you can’t win against Ezra’s lawyers.” These were his exact words in my past life. Later, I was set up with several male models, and the evidence of my infidelity was irrefutable. Overnight, I became the woman accused of cheating, subjected to public scorn. While he and Adeline became the innocent victims. “I can sign, but you have to promise me one thing,” I said after a long pause. 2 Ezra looked up at me and nodded in agreement. He handed me a pen, and I took it, signing my name on the divorce papers without any emotion. “Aren’t you going to look at the agreement?” Ezra frowned and asked me. I smiled slightly, “No need.” He was practically leaving empty-handed, giving me all the assets, just for Adeline, to repay a debt of gratitude. “Make time to go to the County Clerk’s Office tomorrow.” “Okay,” I said. Ezra’s hand paused slightly as he took the divorce papers, looking at me with a bit of confusion, but in the end, he said nothing. As they left, Adeline turned back and gave me a mocking look, her thin lips silently mouthing, “You lost.” I did lose. I lost my entire life, and now I don’t want to lose anymore. After a while, my phone screen lit up, showing a message from Ezra. [I’m sorry for what happened today, Cora.] [After this is over, I’ll give you a grand wedding, and we’ll remarry.] [I can’t just watch Adeline’s depression worsen. You can understand me, right?] I looked at the message and couldn’t help but laugh, tears in my eyes. It was the same in my past life. To force me into a divorce, Ezra sought advice from his friends and got drunk. But he forgot his friends were also my friends. Finn tried to persuade Ezra not to sacrifice his marriage for Adeline. Meanwhile, he was mediating with me, asking me to understand Ezra, saying Ezra was a man of deep emotions. If it weren’t for Adeline’s father recognizing Ezra’s talent and investing in him, helping him start his business, Ezra wouldn’t be where he is today. Back then, I tearfully retorted, “Ezra could have clarified this in countless ways. Why must he divorce me?” Finn was silent. He had asked Ezra, and Ezra had replied, “I have to wrong someone, and I can only wrong Cora. She loves me and can understand me.” Because I loved him, I was sacrificed. What logic is that? Luckily, I get another chance. 3 When it comes to Adeline, Ezra always acts quickly. In the day, he signed the divorce papers with me, and by evening, he arranged a press conference and had an assistant invite me to attend and clarify. I hadn’t even spoken yet. The assistant, thinking I would refuse, quickly relayed Ezra’s message to me. He said, “Miss Cora, you should attend this press conference, if not for Mr. Ezra, then for your reputation.” I paused for a second, then snorted. Ezra was threatening me. He was trying to use the same tactics from my past life to force me to compromise, to smear me, and leave me to struggle under public opinion. Ultimately, I would have to bow down. I never understood whether Ezra saw me as his wife or his adversary…? Now he wants to publicly clear up our relationship. So do I. The press conference was arranged in the most luxurious hotel lobby in North Beijing, and the invited journalists were some of the industry’s most influential. When Adeline appeared in a qipao, holding Ezra’s arm, the journalists swarmed them. Ezra instinctively shielded Adeline, smiling as he blocked the microphones, “I’ll answer your questions one by one shortly.” “Please, make some space, okay?” His voice was gentle, and when he looked up, he met my eyes, also surrounded by reporters. In that moment, I still hoped Ezra would come to my rescue. But in the next second— He calmly looked away, smiling, holding Adeline’s hand, and walked to the stage, as if he hadn’t seen me. I curled my lips in mockery. The closest reporter to me was probably an intern, timidly handing me a microphone and asking, “Miss Cora, have you really divorced Mr. Ezra?” “Yes,” I smiled, nodding in response. The intern adjusted her glasses, “But you and Mr. Ezra have known each other since high school, dated for seven years, and been married for five.” “Just last month, Mr. Ezra spent a fortune to buy you an island and named it after you.” I kept smiling, but it didn’t reach my eyes. “That was something he owed me.” He missed my birthday to care for Adeline, and that was the makeup gift. In my past life, I was pleased about this, only to later learn it was Finn’s idea, the island chosen by Ezra’s assistant, and Ezra didn’t even know where it was. “Do you still love Mr. Ezra now?” She looked at me nervously, and the reporters around me fell silent, even Ezra on the stage looked at me. His brows furrowed slightly. I calmly glanced at him and then smiled, saying, “Not anymore.” 4 I didn’t stay for the end of the interview. After Ezra clarified that our marriage had been dead for a year, I left. Overnight, I became the unwanted second-hand by Ezra. While Adeline became the only innocent victim in this narrative. The interview was pinned on the social media platform for days, the topic’s heat never subsiding. Especially the part where Ezra said, “Cora and I planned to divorce a year ago, just waiting for the right time. We intended to handle it quietly, but now it’s affecting an innocent person, so we have to clarify publicly. Miss Adeline is not the cause of our relationship’s breakdown.” Overnight, I became Ezra’s discarded baggage, while Adeline emerged as the sole innocent party in this storm of public opinion. The interview from that day remained pinned on social media for several days, and the interest in the topic never waned. Particularly striking was when Ezra said, “Cora and I have been considering divorce for a year, just waiting for the right time. We wanted to handle it quietly, but since it’s affecting innocent people, we have to clarify publicly. Miss Adeline was not a third party in our relationship breakdown. She was my teacher’s only concern in this world, so it’s natural for me to take care of her. I hope everyone views this rationally.” Some fans were misled to think that the reason for our relationship breakdown was my inability to tolerate the pure sibling bond between Ezra and Adeline, which they saw as something sordid. They also accused me of being petty and lacking generosity, claiming that after five years of marriage, I hadn’t learned any loyalty or righteousness from Ezra. The topic simmered for several days, and I became the target of public criticism. After obtaining the divorce certificate from the County Clerk’s Office, Ezra called out to me, “Don’t take the things said online to heart. People will forget soon enough.” I stopped and couldn’t help but chuckle. The same insults were hurled at me online, yet the difference was stark. “Cora, in two months, it’ll be New Year.” “How about we remarry early next year?” He looked at me and was about to approach, but I took a step back, shifting my gaze to the reporters held back by bodyguards not far away. Ezra seemed to realize the inappropriateness and stopped. “Ezra, I’m going back to Port City.” “You haven’t been back in a long time. It’s good to return for a visit, and I’ll pick you up for the New Year—” “I’m not coming back,” I interrupted Ezra calmly. His faint smile froze, and confusion appeared in his eyes. I added, “When I agreed to sign the divorce papers, you promised me something. Now it’s time to fulfill it.” Ezra stared at me blankly. When I was reborn, it took mere seconds to process my love and hatred for Ezra. The moment I saw the divorce agreement, I thought about going crazy and tearing it up, causing another scene, but reason ultimately prevailed. After a long pause, I smiled slightly: “Ezra, I hope you never appear before me again.” 5 Cora smiled and gracefully disappeared into the crowd, leaving Ezra unable to react for a long time. For a moment, he felt an inexplicable panic, as if he was about to lose something most important. Just like when Cora calmly signed the divorce papers, he felt a vague unease. She didn’t make a scene, seemingly having predicted all the outcomes. Yet not long ago, Cora had been furious because he forgot her birthday, even slapping him. He thought he was proposing a fake divorce. Cora would lose her mind and cause a fuss, and he was ready for it. But she didn’t; she picked up the pen with an expression as calm as still water. He had thought about stopping her, but in the end, he did nothing. He thought it was okay; Cora loved him very much. They were only getting a fake divorce, and he would make it up to her later. But Adeline was different. She couldn’t suffer any harm because of him. If it weren’t for Adeline’s father appreciating his talent and taking the risk of being kicked out of the shareholders’ meeting to invest in his project, helping him grow and become a new elite in North Haven, he wouldn’t be where he is today. Nor would he be worthy of Adeline. Before Adeline’s father passed away, he hoped Ezra would protect Adeline’s well-being. He didn’t want to be an ungrateful person. Finn once asked him, “If one day, both Adeline and Cora fell off a cliff, who would you save?” He laughed, thinking it was a silly question. He would save Adeline, but he would die with Cora. Finn laughed with him but asked, “What if Cora doesn’t want to die?” “Ezra, you can’t keep mistreating Cora because she likes you. If she doesn’t feel your love, she’ll despair too.” That day, he didn’t take it seriously. He never considered it. But in the end, the prophecy came true. At night, Ezra still returned to the villa. Since marrying him, Cora had lived in the villa halfway up the mountain. She was an outstanding painter, recognized at ten for a landscape painting as a young prodigy painter. Everyone thought her accomplishments in traditional Chinese painting were exceptional, and she would become a leader in the industry, which indeed happened. But after marriage, her painting style changed, losing its former brilliance. Cora’s teacher tried to guide her, but it didn’t work, and later, Cora gave up painting and even resisted picking up a brush. Ezra walked into Cora’s studio. When he saw the landscape painting on the easel, he was momentarily stunned. A few strokes, yet vivid. Mrs. Chen saw the studio lights were on and was slightly surprised to see Ezra: “Sir.” Ezra looked up, “When did she paint this?” Mrs. Chen replied, “The day you came back with Miss Adeline.” Ezra nodded, trying to smile, but couldn’t. After leaving the studio, he returned to the room he shared with Cora, telling himself countless times it was just a fake divorce. Once the storm passed, he would propose to her again and give her a grand wedding. But somehow, his heart felt empty. He dismissed Cora’s words today as her angry nonsense. In North Haven, they had their home with Cora; how could she not come back? “Knock, knock—” The master bedroom door suddenly knocked. Sitting at the foot of the bed, Ezra looked up; it was Adeline. She wore a thin dress, her face slightly flushed, standing at the door, quietly looking at Ezra. “Why are you here?” Adeline pursed her lips, “I was scared being alone at the hotel, so I came to find you.” “Did I—” She lowered her eyes, “Disturb you?” Ezra frowned slightly but still said, “It’s okay; it’s a bit late today.” “I’ll have Mrs. Chen prepare a guest room for you.” As he was about to call Mrs. Chen, Adeline stepped into the room, her tender eyes looking at Ezra. “Brother Ezra, I don’t want to stay in the guest room.” “Is that okay?” she asked softly. Ezra’s frown deepened, his lips parted to refuse, but seeing her slightly red eyes, he softened. When the plane landed in Port City, Jasper came to pick me up. At eighteen, he was wrongfully accused of assault after saving a girl and served three years. With a criminal record, no company would hire him. I met him at an art exhibition; he never interacted with others, always looking down. When people approached, he only retreated timidly. Later, one night, on my way home, I encountered thugs and was nearly assaulted. He happened to pass by, and I thought he’d ignore it. But he didn’t; he acted without hesitation. That day I asked him, “What if I falsely accused you too?” He smiled bitterly, “Then I’d accept it.” I used my family’s influence to clear his name. When the truth came out, he stood far away, looking at me through the crowd with red eyes, bowing in gratitude. Three years in prison hadn’t erased his goodness. My father, grateful for saving me, offered him a chance, bringing him into the company. Starting from the bottom, he’s now my father’s most trusted aide. “Miss, long time no see.” Jasper, wearing a trench coat, took my suitcase. I nodded, feeling an inexplicable sadness. Five years ago, after marrying Ezra, I moved north with him. In my previous life, when I had an accident, Jasper was sent to Country A for training by my father. I never saw him again before I died. “Miss, once you’re back this time, are you leaving again?” he asked. I said, “I’m not leaving.” Jasper smiled slightly, “Mr. Cora was delighted to hear you’re back.” I paused, my hand in my pocket tightening, a tinge of bitterness in my heart. My divorce with Ezra was a public debacle. My father, worried about me, flew from Port City to North Haven overnight, earnestly advising me: “Ezra always misjudges things.” “Back then, he chose to work with the Johnson family instead of accepting your help. If you put it nicely, he didn’t want to rely on you. But relying on the Johnson family’s investment is still relying, isn’t it?” “Cora, if you’re divorced, then it’s done. Ezra isn’t right for you.” He wanted to take me back to Port City. But I refused, crying and insisting on staying. I tearfully said, “I love Ezra, and I don’t want a divorce.” “Why should I sacrifice myself for his debt? Even if it kills me, I won’t divorce. I won’t leave.” It looks like the text you wanted translated wasn’t included. Please provide the specific Chinese text you need help with, and I’ll gladly assist you. In the end, I upset my father so much that he had a heart attack and was admitted to the ICU, with multiple critical condition notices issued. Overnight, my mother’s hair turned white. When my father regained consciousness, he didn’t say a word, but I knew he was disappointed in me. Even as she was leaving, my mother tried to persuade me: “Your father has always respected your decisions all these years.” “But Ezra is not a good man.” Back then, I wouldn’t listen to anyone and stubbornly pursued my own path, even at the risk of my life, only to finally realize that I wasn’t that important to Ezra. “Are they all doing well?” I asked Jasper. Jasper nodded, “The corporation is thriving, and Mr. Carter and Mrs. Carter are in good health.” I smiled, meeting his calm gaze. “Thank you, Jasper.” Thank you for taking care of my family duties. Jasper shook his head, saying it was the least he could do. If it weren’t for the help from my father and me back then, he might have ended up in some forgotten corner. On social media, trending topics kept emerging. From Adeline being Ezra’s mistress, it had now shifted to painting me as heartless and ungrateful. Yesterday, the paparazzi caught photos of Jasper and me at the airport, and now they’re claiming I had been cheating all along, which led to my relationship with Ezra breaking down. I couldn’t help but laugh. When I glanced down, there was a message from Adeline, using a fake account, on my phone. It was a picture of her spending the night at the villa on the hillside. [Last night, Ezra invited me to stay over. What do you think he’ll do tonight?] [Ezra is very responsible; now that the shackles are gone.] [Cora, your husband is mine now.] She tried to provoke me, but I was already at peace. Jasper poured me a cup of tea and handed it to me, glancing at my phone screen with concern, and said in a deep voice: “Miss.” “I will make sure you get back all the justice you deserve.” I didn’t respond to his words, instead, I asked, “I heard my father introduced you to many eligible women, hoping for you to settle down.” “Why did you refuse?” Jasper seemed surprised by my question, lowered his eyes, and rubbed the rim of the teacup with his thumb. After a long silence, I asked again, “Is it because of me?” He suddenly looked up, and when our eyes met, he avoided my gaze with a guilty expression. Over five years, although Jasper and I hadn’t seen each other, he always sent generous gifts on my birthdays. He spent lavishly and occasionally transferred money to my account. He practically gave me everything he earned. I refused many times, but he persisted. Later, I called him, and for the first time, I lost my temper with him. I said, “Jasper, you saved me once, I helped you once, we’re even.” “My father brought you into the corporation, and you’ve come this far on your own.” “You don’t owe me anything, I’m not your creditor. Doing this will only ruin my marriage and make Ezra misunderstand my relationship with you.” After that conversation, Jasper stopped transferring money to me. The gifts were just the bare essentials. “Jasper, I said you don’t owe me.” Just as I finished speaking, Jasper said, “No.” “What?” He looked at me, with a slight smile on his face and love in his eyes: “I like you, Miss.” “I know I’m worlds apart from you.” “I never dared to hope you would look back at me, but my heart belongs to you. I don’t want to deceive myself, nor do I want to waste anyone else’s time.” As Jasper’s words lingered, I quietly observed him. Although we were the same age, he matured much faster than I did. When I first saw him, he seemed timid and out of place. Now he has become the backbone of the corporation, the person my father values the most. Last night, when I returned to the old house, my father talked to me for a long time about the future of the corporation and my future. Finally, he asked me two questions. The first was, “Do you still like Ezra?” I shook my head, giving a negative answer. But to the second question, I remained silent. He asked me, “Are you willing to marry Jasper?” My father was planning to retire, and although Jasper had been with him for many years, he was not part of the Carter family. Initially, I was a bit confused, but now I have an answer. “Jasper, are you willing to marry me?” Two days later in North Haven. Ezra sat in the studio, looking down at the recording of Cora being interviewed by an intern. The intern asked curiously, “Do you still love Mr. Gu now?” Cora smiled and replied, “No.” Those simple words inexplicably depressed him. He played that clip countless times, trying to find something in Cora’s eyes. Ultimately, he found nothing. Frustrated, he opened the chat with Cora, only to find the last message was him reminding her to get the divorce certificate at the County Clerk’s Office at nine o’clock. She had replied with a simple “Okay.” And then there was nothing more. In the past, Cora used to cling to him, sharing everything with him, big or small. He would respond promptly when he saw her messages. He scrolled back through their chat history. Many times, it was just Cora talking to herself. Occasionally, he only replied with a “Okay” or “I know.” The corporation kept him busy. After Mr. Johnson passed away, Adeline developed depression and attempted suicide multiple times. He couldn’t handle everything. Suddenly, Finn sent a message. [Cora is going to marry Jasper.] Ezra stood up abruptly, accidentally knocking over the easel. The landscape painting fell to the ground, and when he hurriedly picked it up, a medical report was pressed beneath the canvas. He paused for two seconds, and after reading all the contents, his fingertips trembled slightly. [The patient experiences severe emotional fluctuations, repeatedly showing suicidal tendencies, and has severe sleep disturbances. It is judged that the patient has moderate depression tendencies.] The date at the bottom was the day he proposed a fake divorce to Cora. “Brother Ezra, what happened?” Adeline hurried over from the master bedroom after hearing the commotion. When she saw the medical report in Ezra’s hand, a calculating look flashed in her eyes. “Can I see that report?” Adeline asked softly. Ezra said nothing, only feeling a tightness in his chest. She took the report from his hand, flipped through a few pages, and then pretended to be relieved, patting Ezra’s shoulder to comfort him: “Brother Ezra, don’t worry.” “Did you forget? I’m also a depression patient. You’ve seen how I am when I have an episode.” “I saw Sister that day; she looked so healthy, not like someone who was ill at all.” “She might have been too angry and used a fake report to deceive you.” Adeline looked at Ezra. Just as she was about to continue speaking, Ezra, suppressing his emotions, took the report from her and walked out. After taking a couple of steps, he considered something and turned back to say: “After tomorrow, don’t stay in the master bedroom anymore.” “If Cora finds out, she’ll make a fuss again.” With those words, Adeline stood frozen in place. When she finally reacted and tried to chase after him, “Brother Ezra…” Ezra had already gone downstairs, in such a hurry that he didn’t even take his coat. Whether the report was real or fake. Whether Cora was going to marry Jasper or not. The only thought in his mind now was to see Cora and bring her home. Jasper took our wedding very seriously. He personally oversaw every detail. During the day, he ran between the company and the wedding venue. At night, he sat in the living room, writing invitations one by one. “Jasper, you can let the assistant arrange these things. You’re already working hard enough; there’s no need to put in so much extra effort.” I held a cup, standing at the top of the stairs, speaking to Jasper in the living room. He put down his pen and smiled at me, “No matter what it is, I want to give you the best, Miss.” “I know you may not have me in your heart, but I hold you dearly.” At that moment, meeting his gaze, I was momentarily dazed, my heart stirring after so long. “You don’t need to feel any burden.” “Just be a beautiful bride.” Jasper continued smiling, his eyes no longer hiding his emotions. Eventually, I smiled and nodded. I never expected Ezra to find his way to Port City. Jasper and I had just finished trying on the wedding attire when we saw Ezra standing under a camphor tree across the street. He wore a simple white shirt, his hair messy, his face slightly pale, with no light in his eyes. His gaze lingered on the hands Jasper and I held for a moment before shifting away. Ezra forced a smile, looking at me, “Cora, I’m here to take you home.” “Let’s not wait until next year. Let’s go back and remarry now, okay?” With those words, he took a few steps closer to us. Jasper instinctively wanted to stand in front of me, but I stopped him. While fixing his slightly crooked tie, I softly said: “Wait for me in the car.” “I’ll be back soon. Mom made your favorite dish tonight. Let’s go home together later.” Jasper looked down at me, the corners of his lips slightly upturned, and replied, “Okay.” He then gave Ezra a light glance before heading toward the car park. Now, it was just Ezra and me by the roadside. He instinctively tried to get close to me, but I subtly stepped back, softly saying: “Mr. Gu, let’s keep some distance between us, or else the paparazzi might capture this.” “There’ll be rumors on social media about me deliberately entangling with my ex-husband.” No matter the situation, people are always harsher on women. The incident with Adeline is a clear example. Even though it was Ezra who was inconsistent, I was the one labeled as not being magnanimous enough. “Cora, I…” Ezra’s eyes dimmed, his bitter smile not reaching his eyes. At that moment, just Ezra and I remained by the roadside. He instinctively moved closer, but I subtly stepped back and softly said, “Mr. Ezra, we should keep our distance, or the paparazzi might snap a photo.” “People on social media will start rumors that I’m trying to get back with my ex-husband.” No matter the circumstances, people are always harder on women. The situation with Adeline highlights this perfectly. Ezra was the indecisive one from the start, yet I was labeled as lacking grace. “Cora, I…” Ezra’s eyes clouded, and his bitter smile didn’t reach them. “I’ve asked my assistant to sort things out on the platform. I’m sorry for the trouble you’ve been through.” “I didn’t realize how much distress this caused you, didn’t know—” “Ezra, you knew,” I looked at him calmly. If he hadn’t known how painful public opinion could be, he wouldn’t have divorced me to help Adeline. In my past, I was accused of having affairs with several male models and divorced by Ezra. My reputation was shattered, my career plummeted, and everyone ridiculed my fall. Some even confronted me, asking, “Cora, after being treated like this by your ex-husband, how do you still have the courage to live?” “If it were me, I’d have jumped off a building.” “They call her Mrs. Ezra, but Ezra never really cared about her, or he wouldn’t have driven her to such a fate.” Later, I suffered from sleepless nights, sitting by the window, watching the city lights. I burned down my studio. I also destroyed everything Ezra gave me, as if that could erase him from my heart. I poured out all my grievances. I hated why the boy who once only had eyes for me would send me down such a path. In the end, I slit my wrists and took my own life. To this day, I still remember the feeling of blood slowly leaving my body. Ezra opened his mouth to explain, but no words came out. He could only lower his head helplessly. “Cora, I’ll make it up to you.” I couldn’t help but laugh. I’ve heard that promise too many times. After Adeline’s father passed away, Ezra left on the night of our engagement party, saying, “Cora, something happened to Adeline, I have to go check on her.” On our wedding day, Adeline attempted suicide again. After sending me back to the bridal suite, he didn’t return all night. At that time, I wavered on whether to continue this relationship. But seeing Ezra’s exhausted appearance, I endured. I loved Ezra, so I was willing to go through all the hardships with him. Every broken promise would end with a sentence: “Cora, I will make it up to you in the future.” Ezra always thought we had a lifetime, but he forgot that love can be worn out. In the end, in my previous life. I couldn’t tell if I loved Ezra or was just obsessed. After a while, I mocked, “Ezra, actually, I want very little, but you still can’t care for me.” “I’m also cherished by my parents. Why should I let you treat me this way?” “So let’s just forget it.” As the words fell, I retracted my gaze and turned to leave when Ezra frantically grabbed my arm. His tall frame nearly stumbled, and his pale lips moved. “I don’t agree.” “It can’t just end like this.” “Cora, you’re my wife, you can’t abandon me…”
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